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When the world collapses under lies, a secret elite unleashes its deadliest asset — a hitman with five personalities — until he realises the only way to survive is to take control of the conspiracy itself.
SYNOPSIS
History isn’t shaped by nations. It’s shaped by The Family. For centuries, this unseen elite has engineered wars, economies, and belief systems — quietly deciding what the world accepts as truth. Their ultimate weapon is Bartholomew Noone: a man with five distinct personalities, each trained to dominate a different form of power — strategy, technology, deception, violence, and survival.
Five specialists. One body. Zero weak spots.
As global systems fracture and reality itself becomes contested ground, Bartholomew discovers something impossible: The Family is losing control. A rival force has learned to manipulate narratives faster, spread lies deeper, and turn belief into a mass weapon. Overnight, Bartholomew goes from asset to liability.
Hunted by the very people who created him — and by enemies who understand his mind better than he does — Bartholomew must do the unthinkable: unify his fractured selves and seize control of both sides of a hidden war. If he fails, the world burns.
If he wins, he decides what the world believes.
TONE & STYLE
A sleek, near-future Post-Truth Era where governments are irrelevant, media is weaponised, and assassins wear tailored suits. Wars are fought with data. Truth is traded like currency.
Violence is precise. Power is invisible. Control is everything.
SUMMARY
Bartholomew Noone is a bold, bingeable conspiracy thriller built for streaming audiences — high-concept, character-driven, and endlessly scalable.
This isn’t about exposing a conspiracy. This is about controlling it!
SCRIPTS
TAGLINE
They play cops. They rob criminals. They think they’re in control.
LOGLINE
When a crew of mates moonlighting as fake police start ripping off drug dealers, their rush for easy money spirals into a brutal showdown with real gangsters — and a bent cop desperate to save his own skin.
SYNOPSIS
A police van glides silently through a grim estate at dawn. Five armed “officers” storm a squat — barking orders, bagging drugs and cash. Minutes later, they’re gone. The stunned dealers realise — they’ve just been robbed by impostors.
Jake and Luke are lifelong friends with ordinary jobs — an estate agent and a law clerk — but by night, they lead a double life. Alongside pub mates Chris, Steve, and Danny (Chris’s recovering addict son), they dress as coppers, raid drug dens, and walk away rich.
They tell themselves they’re vigilantes. Truth is they’re greedy adrenaline junkies, playing with fire.
Danny’s insider info comes through his new girlfriend — the daughter of a corrupt Detective Chief Inspector, unknowingly feeding the gang his own intel. But when dealers higher up start demanding answers, the DCI is forced to hunt the impostors himself — the so-called “cardboard cut-outs.”
Then comes the setup. A fake raid. An ambush. Gunfire.
Chris and Steve are killed. Danny bolts. Jake and Luke are trapped in a bloody last stand — defiant, outnumbered, doomed. Luke dies; Jake escapes with a bag of cash.
He drags himself to Suzie, Luke’s wife — and Jake’s secret lover. He gives her the money, the truth, the dream of escape. Then a gunshot rings out.
The DCI drives off — his daughter and Danny in the back seat. Suzie stands frozen, baby crying, as her husband lies dead and her lover bleeds out at her feet.
TONE & STYLE
A gritty, visceral British crime thriller in the spirit of The Town, Sexy Beast, and The Long Good Friday.
Raw, tragic, and adrenaline-fuelled — a story about loyalty, greed, and how pretending to be something you’re not can get you killed.
TAGLINE
“One man’s journey to heal himself brings an entire town together.”
LOGLINE
A Syrian doctor, grieving the loss of his family in a missile strike, relocates to a small Texas town — where mistrust, culture clash, and tragedy give way to friendship, understanding, and the healing power of community.
SYNOPSIS
Syrian doctor Ashraf’s world is shattered when an American missile destroys a Damascus hospital, killing his wife, newborn, and a visiting American nurse. Three years later, he arrives in the sleepy Texas town of Amity, knowing no English and carrying the weight of unspeakable loss.
As Ashraf quietly builds a home, the town takes notice. Young Sammy and Nikki befriend him, while the gruff, alcoholic retired sheriff Tanner is suspicious of the Muslim stranger. When Tanner accidentally pockets a lost wedding ring belonging to Ashraf’s late wife, tensions escalate — until the children intervene, and the families begin a slow journey of communication and understanding.
As Independence Day approaches, Tanner’s son Andy returns from military leave, stirring conflict at the town banquet. A mishap leaves Nikki critically injured — and Ashraf’s medical skills save her life, earning him the town’s trust.
The truth of the past emerges: Tanner’s late wife was the American nurse killed in Damascus. Ashraf’s arrival was always meant to bring the two families together. With hearts opened and wrongs reconciled, friendships are forged, children reunited, and Amity discovers that compassion and courage can bridge even the widest divides.
TONE & STYLE
In A Strange Land is a heartwarming yet gripping family drama in the tradition of The Hundred-Foot Journey and Akeelah and the Bee. It balances tension, cultural exploration, and moments of suspense with uplifting messages of empathy, courage, and community.
The film combines quiet, intimate storytelling with vivid Americana settings — from small-town streets and porches to the fireworks-lit skies of a July 4th celebration — highlighting the transformative power of friendship across borders.
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Kristen’s been born again, just as her past is resurrected.
SYNOPSIS
Welcome to the Golden Meadows Christian Community – a sun-drenched slice of suburban paradise on the edges of California’s San Fernando Valley, where faith, family, and fraud are all part of the weekly sermon.
At its heart is Kristen Meadows, 39, a perfectly polished wife, mom, and “First Lady of the Flock.” Married to Pastor Thomas Henry Meadows, a charismatic TV preacher with a fleet of luxury cars and an even bigger ego, Kristen has it all – money, status, and a country club ticket that’s harder to get than absolution!.
But Kristen’s halo hides a hell of a secret. Eighteen years ago, she was Joy Ryder – one of the most prolific and profitable porn stars in America. Until she got (financially) screwed by her producers, stole her own films in anger, accidentally burned down an adult film warehouse, and crashed a U-Haul full of smut into a fuel tanker.
Saved from the wreckage by a passing preacher, Joy became Kristen, rebranding herself as a model of virtue and starting over as the wholesome wife of her saviour.
We first meet her in perfect suburban bliss: Kristen flips pancakes, records a faith segment for Golden Meadows TV, hits the gym, and smiles through it all like a Stepford saint. But when the FBI raids the house the next morning, Kristen’s spotless life implodes faster than a sermon on sin. Pastor Thomas is arrested for fraud, embezzlement, and corruption, and the scandal becomes headline news.
Using her business brain, she struggles to re-home her family and, with the help of Lulu – her old make-up assistant from her Adult Film days – they rediscover the old ranch that Kristen bought with her first big pay cheque. Maybe they are going to be ok after all?
Meanwhile, across town, a sleazy old porn producer watching the story on TV nearly chokes on his donut. There she is — his long-lost starlet Joy Ryder — back from the dead and playing preacher’s wife. He reaches for a dusty VHS marked “Sweet Joy – Master Copy.” Uh oh.
TONE & STYLE
Think Desperate Housewives meets Breaking Bad by way of The Righteous Gemstones. Sweet Joy is a sharp, sexy, dark comedy about reinvention, hypocrisy, and the inconvenient way the past refuses to stay buried.
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When his daughter’s imaginary friend goes missing, Charlie embarks on a wild, whimsical, and somewhat terrifying adventure through an imaginary world to reunite his daughter with her beloved Bobo—only to discover that the culprit behind the disappearances might just be his own childhood imaginary friend!
SYNOPSIS
Charlie is almost 35, living the perfect life in London with his busy wife, Sarah, and their adorable daughter, Sammi. On the surface, everything’s pretty grown-up. He works in tech, has grown-up responsibilities, and honestly, hasn’t thought about imaginary friends since… well, ever. But Sammi has one. Her fluffy blue rabbit, Bobo, is her best friend, tea party partner, and night-time cuddle buddy. Until, one day—BAM—Bobo vanishes into thin air.
Charlie’s immediate reaction? “What’s the big deal? I had an imaginary friend, too. His name was FreddyFred. He was a squeaky-voiced clown bear and I outgrew him just fine.” But Sammi is devastated. She’s not alone either. Every kid at her school is missing their imaginary friend. How does that happen? Could there be a mass imaginary friend disappearance?
Intrigued but sceptical, Charlie reluctantly joins Sammi in her quest to find Bobo—and along the way, they stumble into an insane world full of imaginary creatures (some friendly, some not-so-much), conspiracy theories, and a shocking revelation: the culprit behind the missing friends is none other than FreddyFred!
Wait, WHAT? The clown bear Charlie thought was long forgotten turns out to be the kidnapper of all the imaginary friends? As they venture deeper into this bizarre and colourful imaginary realm, Charlie must face off with his own childhood fears (and FreddyFred’s creepy, squeaky voice) to set things right.
TONE & STYLE
Visually, imagine a kaleidoscope of vibrant, surreal, and whimsical designs, where the imaginary world is both dreamy and strange. The characters are charming and lovable, with a mix of humour and emotional depth. The animation style can be fluid and fun—sometimes slapstick, sometimes heartfelt. There’s space for wild, over-the-top adventure, as well as intimate, touching moments between father and daughter.
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Nana Patel has become… convenient.
Convenient for her adult children, who’ve decided that a “lovely” retirement home is best for everyone. Convenient for a society that smiles politely at older women while quietly shelving them. Convenient for a world that assumes a 60-something Hindu widow has nothing left to say — or do. But Nana Patel is not done.
Inside the blandly tyrannical corridors of the retirement home — ruled with passive-aggressive precision by the immaculately terrifying Mrs. Wright — Nana refuses to fade into beige anonymity. She escapes daily to the local park with her dog-eared romance novels, chasing a little peace, a little fantasy… and maybe a little relevance. Instead, she finds Dave.
Dave is a sharp, funny, transitioning mixed-race teenager running a modest but efficient drug operation to fund her medical transition. The park isn’t a sanctuary — it’s a marketplace. And Nana is sitting on prime real estate. Their first encounter is territorial. Their second is transactional. Their third is the beginning of an unlikely partnership. Because they realize something profound: no one sees them.
An older brown woman? Invisible. A trans girl on the margins? Invisible. And invisibility, in the right hands, is power. What starts as survival becomes strategy.
But as their operation scales from park-bench deals to neighbourhood dominance, the tone shifts. A volatile customer — steeped in entitlement and toxic masculinity — erupts, forcing Nana and Dave to confront the danger behind their invisibility. Because being unseen protects you… until it doesn’t.
INVISIBLE is a bold, funny, razor-sharp dramedy about power, age, gender, race, and who society chooses to overlook. At its heart, it’s a love story — not romantic, but revolutionary. Two women at opposite ends of life finding agency in each other. One teaching love. The other teaching survival. Both rewriting the narrative.
TONE & STYLE
The proof-of-concept short sets the spark. Female-centric. Socially conscious. Darkly comic. Unexpectedly tender. INVISIBLE demands to be seen.
“The single most depressing pitch I’ve ever heard!”
MANUSCRIPTS
A short extract
“...Robin nodded, notched his first arrow and waited for Will to pull the rope that would release the first target. He slowed down his breathing as Godfric had taught him and shut out all other sounds and distractions. He could feel his heart slowing in his chest and his shoulders lowering as he relaxed into the moment and the anticipation of release.
He heard the weight drop and watched as the first target, a sack of oats, flew into the air. Immediately, he raised his left arm, held the bow straight and pulled back on the bowstring with his right. Narrowing his eyes, he felt his fingers brush his cheek as he held his breath and judged the arcing flight of the sack. Loose! The arrow was away and he was already notching the next, not hesitating to see whether the first had struck true. He moved down the line of hay bushels not knowing which target Will would reveal or release next, notching the subsequent arrows before even the previous ones had struck. Time after time he pulled back on the twine, felt the feather-light brush on his cheek, and the release of tension as arrow after arrow took flight. Sometimes he stood on the bushels, whilst other times he knelt down to lean over or peer around a column of them, but every time he loosed another flight at its target, he made sure he was protected from an imaginary enemy as he defended his straw realm. When, finally, he'd let fly his thirtieth and last arrow, he stood on the end bushel and raised his bow aloft to signal to Will that the test was over and allowed himself a triumphant smile.
"How did you do that?" Will shouted from the trees, "You could shoot a cat's cock from a mile away. You didn't miss one target."
Robin watched as the lad bobbed and scampered from tree to bush collecting the arrows from the targets. If he was honest with himself, Robin didn't know how exactly he did it or why he was so accurate. He just knew that he was. It was as if there was an inner voice, whispering, telling him not just where to aim, but exactly when to loose as well. It felt innate, a part of him that had always been there, buried deep down, and had only recently begun to express itself. Somehow, the bow was the key to this other voice, his true voice, the voice that never deviated, never hesitated and never lied, and when he had the bow in his hand and an arrow in flight he felt real, whole and ready for anything.
"Do you think," shouted Will from the trees, "if I got hold of a cat for you, you could shoot his cock?"
